Drowning in Regret — The Ghost Freak's Pain

When grandma learned that my kneecap had dislocated, she decided it was because my body was too heavy for my knees to support she began strictly limiting my calories insisting that this time she would help me slim down after resting at home for two days i limped school grandma had let me have only one slice of low-fat avocado toast for breakfast leaving me

utterly miserable a transfer student walked into the classroom behind the teacher he wore a black face mask and a baseball cap pulled low his entire face was hidden in shadow the teacher around the room before her gaze finally settled on the empty seat beside me asher take the seat next to hazel asher pulled out the chair beside me and sat down derek turned around and jerked

his chin toward logan logan look at this guy he looks like a halloween ghost with his whole face covered i think he's some kind of disfigured freak obviously why would a hot guy hide his derek shook his head with a click of his tongue the ghost freak and the fat girl our class's loser couple of the year is officially a thing

Logan didn't react at all. He spun his pen in boredom, his face pulled, and his mouth shut. Asher and I sat side by side for almost a month without speaking. I was afraid to speak, worried that he would end up humiliated the way Miles had.

But one day at lunch, I noticed him slumped over his desk in pain. He pressed one hand hard against his stomach, and his broad shoulders trembled. Does your stomach hurt? He let out a muffled,